Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 218 The Underworld God's Spokesperson

Emerton is doubting life.

To be precise, he is living in a suspicious life of being beaten.

"Could it be that I'm not God's chosen one?"

The bald head rubbed back and forth on the ground, and the eyes of the high priest of death were extremely dull.

Talk less when you can. This is the most important lesson Klein learned from the streets of Berlin in his previous life.

If he is reasonable, the other party will be able to hand over the Black Book of the Dead?

Dream it!
"Is it too late to hug the thigh now?"

Hiding in a corner has the advantage of hiding in a corner.

At least, relatively unremarkably.

Benji pinched a pile of amulets around his neck nervously, and began to consider the way out in his heart.

He thought that Imerton was invincible, but he didn't expect that a fiercer one would appear in the blink of an eye, and his bright future was suddenly cast a shadow of misfortune.

These days, it's not easy to be a thigh pendant.

"I don't like it."

The transformed big hand knocked on Imerton's head, and Klein spoke expressionlessly.

Imerton didn't talk, but just mobilized his mana in an attempt to resist.

"I don't like it."

It was another heavy blow, knocking Imerton into a mess, and Klein seemed to be getting impatient.

"Humph!"

The head can be broken and the blood can flow.

When he was eaten to death by scarabs, he didn't give in, let alone now.

"Hey, you have personality~"

Klein was not surprised that Imerton was a ruthless person.

Don't you have the guts to steal Pharaoh's woman?

The villain's heart is far stronger than imagined.

"Since you don't accept me, I'll find someone who can cure you."

Holding the Black Book of the Dead in his hand, Klein was confident.

The gatekeeper of the Hades must listen to the words of the boss.

Temporarily immobilizing Imerton with a spell, Klein released the young men and women who were captured from the town with a wave of his hand, and very intimately erased the unpleasant memories of this period.

as for bangui
He pretended he didn't see it, and let the other party run out quietly - such a small person doesn't deserve special attention.

When only Imerton and the mummies were left in the tomb, Klein opened the Black Book of the Dead.

The ancient Egyptian texts could not help him, and he quickly learned the spell of summoning the god of the dead.

The Black Book of the Dead is a sacred object left by Osiris in the world, and its level is one level higher than that of the Three Hallows of the Dead. At least as far as the resurrection is concerned, the resurrection stone seems to be quite unpopular.

However, the resurrection of the Black Book of the Dead is similar to the resurrection stone, and it has side effects.

The Dark Bible is to resurrect people in the form of undead. After resurrection, they are undead instead of living people. At the same time, their attributes after resurrection are darkness.

In contrast, the Sun Jinjing is completely resurrected as a normal person (provided that the body is intact).

Pulled away.
Putting out the psychic circle, Klein recited the complete summoning spell according to the records in the Black Book of the Dead.

When Imerton heard this, his head exploded.

This foreign mage is probably not a fool.

How can mortals summon the true god?

Don't say it's a real god, even if it's a projection of a god
Just as he was thinking, the fire in the tomb suddenly went out, and the expression on Imerton's face became extremely ugly.

At the same time, the mummies placed on the altar swelled rapidly, reaching a certain level, and even began to grow tender green sprouts, and blossomed into black and purple nameless flowers.

"It actually succeeded?"

The strength of the foreign sorcerer was clearly beyond his imagination. Even with the Black Book of the Dead in his hand, he never thought of summoning the god of the underworld—this is the same reason that the security guards in the guard room would not easily go to see the chairman.

No, now is not the time for questions like these.

Allah Osiris is coming!
"Sigh~"

Trapped in place by Klein's magic, Imerton didn't want to struggle anymore, and lay down on the ground in as much humility as he wanted, trembling uncontrollably.

Hades.

right in front of me!

"Greetings, Lord Osiris."

Appearing from the center of the magic circle was a blurry black shadow whose face could not be seen clearly at all.

Klein was certain in his heart, and greeted him proactively.

then
He just exploded.

Literally a blast.

From the inside out, like a punctured balloon.

"Ah."

Faintly aware of what happened, Imerton was not surprised at all.

How can mortals look directly at the true God?

For the blasphemers.
Death is not even liberation.

"Greetings, Lord Osiris."

Unexpectedly, another voice exactly the same as before came from the tomb.

The new Klein appeared out of thin air with a slight smile on his face.

"boom."

The black shadow glanced at Klein, and Klein exploded again.

"Greetings, Lord Osiris."

Almost in the blink of an eye, Klein appeared for the third time, as if nothing had happened, and he should say hello and look straight at him.

This time, he didn't explode.

The black figure in the magic circle showed a very simple face, looking curiously at the arrogant mortal who summoned him.

Um.
Blonde with blue eyes.

A foreign mage.

"Who are you?"

Osiris became slightly interested in Klein.

As for Imerton, who was crawling there pretending to be a dead dog, he didn't even look at it.

"Green Clay."

The devil can deceive, but the true god cannot?
Klein said his pseudonym without any burden in his heart.

"Oh?"

The priesthood of the god of the underworld Osiris is only "death", "plants" and "agriculture and fertility", and there is no "clear lie".

Although Klein's answer aroused his suspicion, he didn't say anything, but took a deep look at the Black Book of the Dead in Klein's hand.

"Master Mingshen, I would like to be your spokesperson in the world and spread glory for the belief in death."

Seeing that Osiris did not express any clear dislike, Klein took the opportunity to make his request.

"God's spokesperson"

In Europe, it would be someone like the Pope, whose status is not low.

Putting on such a vest for Green Clay can provide some help in finding the lost Sun God Kingdom and the army in charge of Abinus in the future.

Osiris didn't speak for a long time, just staring at Klein fiercely.

He was smiling.

Finally, he nodded.

"can."

After finishing speaking, the power of the magic circle began to disintegrate, and the projection of Osiris gradually disappeared, returning to Hades.

"God's spokesperson."

Emerton swallowed, feeling that all his struggles were in vain.

"Gatekeeper of Hades" and "Speaker of Hades" are not at the same level at all.

He is just a security guard in the guard room, but what about Green Clay?
He was promoted to general manager!

"Now, are you convinced?"

With the approval of the god of the underworld, Klein has an extra layer of inexplicable majesty.

Imerton wanted to resist, but he was powerless.

I had no choice but to bow my head and admit defeat, kneeling down to worship the boss.

Klein smiled, his eyes flickering.

He still has many avatars.

This is the spokesperson of the god of the underworld, and it would be good to change another one to be the spokesperson of the sun god
He also wanted the Sun Golden Sutra.

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